You said use imagination.
Please. You said.
It was [ik-sploh-siv].
Tag Archives: Poetry
The Sky’s Kiss
Are you always this?
Are you always
Just
So
Electric?
I’m waiting in water.
Rock. Star.
Arms Up
back exposed
black and white
knock ’em dead
Rock Star
Before The Rain
I want those long soaks
We don’t touch
We don’t speak
We just hold
And we talk
And our hearts
And our souls
Greet old friends
This Haiku: So Find Your Passion
Painted with purpose
Sculpted stunning in His eyes
And formed not to fear
Gen Xers
Aren’t you a bit young?
To be using such words
Talking to strangers
Late, here in the dark
Playing with fire
In A Loop
If that blue truck
Rolls down this road
I’ll act a fool
To stop its tracks
And draw it near
So I may smudge
That vintage chrome
Who Inspires
born at sea
lit by liGht
noisy braiN
sunny eyeS
permanent smiLe
ink-Y skin
sharing shouldErs
helping heaRt
shutterbug sOul
Guinness book arm
wanderiNg feet
bOred by bows
paTient pen
sTeward of creatures
enamoRed on earth
Taken with “tinies”
Knows true north
seEking a shirt
He Said It First
Took and takes
Dust
Gave and gives
Breath
Because He loves
Said and says
Daily
I love you world
Free and freer
I love Him back
